My husband loves me too much

Chapter 150 158. Just... the one from the Jiang family.

Chapter 150 158. Just... the one from the Jiang family.

The car stopped at the entrance of Mu's villa, and Mu Hua consciously opened the door to get out of the car.

Only when one foot landed on the ground did she realize that the heel of the high-heeled shoe broke when Shao Yu was crazily pinching her neck and she was struggling.

Unable to walk, I had to take off my shoes.

Mu Hua sighed silently, bent over to take off her shoes, suddenly, the street lamp light was blocked, shrouded in shadow, she raised her head.

He watched in a daze as Bo Qijin took off his leather shoes and placed them beside the car door.

"No, no, no," Mu Hua reacted, "It's only a few steps away, I'll just go in."

"There are stones on the ground, you can't see clearly at night and it's easy to pierce your feet." Bo Qijin stepped on the ground wearing socks, stretched out his hand to pull Mu Hua out of the car, and asked her to put on his leather shoes, "It doesn't fit your feet, walk carefully."

Mu Hua looked down at the pair of black leather shoes that were much bigger on her feet, her toes wriggled uncomfortably, "...then what should you do?"

"Men don't pay that much attention. It doesn't matter if I drive back," Bo Qijin said lightly.

"In the future, don't walk alone. No matter how urgent things are, it doesn't matter. Not all men are safe."

He closed the passenger door and walked to the other side to get in the car.

"Wait..." Mu Hua stopped him, "Don't go, wait for me for 2 minutes."

The shoes were too big, so she walked very carefully. From the back, she looked cute, just like a little girl wearing her mother's high heels while her mother was not at home.

She walked into the room with her skirt up, and her back disappeared into Bo Qijin's sight. He laughed silently, put down the car window and lit a cigarette.

The woman didn't keep him waiting long, and ran out wearing a pair of slippers, holding his leather shoes in her hand.

"You'd better put your shoes on," Mu Hua put the leather shoes beside the car, stood up straight and took two steps back, "...Thank you."

Bo Qijin took two puffs of the cigarette, and after exhaling the smoke, he opened the door and put on his shoes, "I have no shortage of verbal thanks."

"I've said it all, so you just listen to it." Mu Hua put her hands behind her back, fingers intertwined, and looked at the big tree by the roadside, "Why did you go there?"

Bo Qijin didn't change his face, "I'm perverted, followed you, and got out of the car to save you after seeing that you were almost bullied, trying to make you, a white-eyed wolf, know how to repay you."

Mu Hua, "..."

Can you still speak well?

"I don't think about you that much." Conscience is still necessary, "I'm just asking, aren't you busy working overtime at the company, why..."

"It's a coincidence," Bo Qijin bit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and started the car.

"... Oh," Mu Hua curled her lips, stepped back, got out of the way, and watched the man's car drive away.

There are so many coincidences in the world.

The first time was a coincidence, and the second time can also be said to be a coincidence.

But Bo Qijin not only saved Mu Hua once or twice, if it wasn't planned for a long time, it would really be a hell of a coincidence.

Mu Hua entered the room absent-mindedly, and didn't notice that Mu Chengfeng came down from the study on the second floor. She only found out when Uncle Zhou reminded her.

"Dad, why did you come back suddenly?"

"The cooperation was negotiated smoothly, the contract was signed in advance, and there are a lot of things in the company. I don't want to waste time if I can come back early." Mu Chengfeng looked at Mu Hua a few more times, "Just now, who sent you back?"

The balcony of the study room on the second floor happened to be able to see the gate. He accidentally saw Mu Hua get off a car just now, but he didn't see the license plate number clearly.

Mu Hua turned around and continued to drink water, prevaricating casually, "The one from the Jiang family..."

The Jiang family...Jiang Siyu?

Mu Chengfeng didn't ask any more questions, he turned on the TV to watch the news, and Mu Hua went upstairs with a water glass.

The father and daughter have their own thoughts in their hearts, but they are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

(End of this chapter)

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